Persnickety.

Growing up, our meals were fairly simple. We could generally count on, a meat, a starch and a vegetable. Starch being a baked potato, mashed potatoes or steamed rice with butter and soy sauce. Vegetable would be a salad, corn, lima beans or broccoli. That’s it.

As I’ve become a wife and a mother the meals I make for my family are modeled after the same principal. Can we say, BORING?

Since we didn’t grow up with much variety (for many reasons) I never experienced quite a few foods. these days, I find it difficult to find foods that are both healthy and that I enjoy.

A short list of things I just cannot bring myself to eat.

– Onions, unless fried or cleverly disguised in cheese.

– Peppers, of any variety. Bell, red, yellow, orange.

– Jalapenos (will never ever eat a jalapeno, cannot even smell them without gagging. Once mistook a pickle for a jalapeno. Much screaming and crying ensued. I was 6. It was traumatic.)

– Beans. I will eat them, I just don’t love them. Refried is out.of.the.question.

– Cooked carrots. Unless they are in beef and broccoli.

– Mustard.

– Oysters, for obvious slimey reasons.

– White meat chicken & turkey. I will eat it but I much prefer dark meat.

– Celery. It’s the texture AND taste.

– Bananas. They make me gag.

So you see? I have many challenges. In other news, I have a very sick baby and a very sick self. At one point this morning there were several piles of pink amoxicillin puke on the couch/floor/me and him. He has bronchitis and an ear infection. The coughing leads to gagging, the gagging leads to barfing and the barfing is almost always after I try to give him his medicine. Fuck you very much, daycare.

I’m apologizing if this post doesn’t make sense or is mis-spelled. I started writing it last week sometime. I’m not spell checkin’.